But I Don't Think It Will Hold
Me Through The Night
Maybe One More Cut,
Yeah That Should Suffice
So I Open My Flesh,
Not Once But Twice...
Waiting Impatiently For
That Tell-tell Release
But I Am Finding
No Escape From My Pain...
No Matter How Many Times
The Razor's Edge
May Touch My Skin...
I Can't Seem To Banish
These Demons
Within Scream As I May,
They Go Unanswered Because
They Are Unheard...
To Be Continued...
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PoetryLife Is For The Living, Death Is For The Dead... Let Life Be Like Music, And Death A Note Unsaid...
